Thane of Hearts, Part three
"snaketongue", a liar. **röstir:** a distance, roughly corresponding to a mile. literally "a rest", suggesting that travellers would stop for a breather with every mile.
Growing the Friend Group
Jezerek waited patiently as the freight elevator made its way up to the top floor, adjusting his hat that had the name of the restaurant he delivered from which jostled the long braid of brown hair that stuck out the back. While bringing food to...
Making New Friends
Serathin woke up to a knock on his door, the draconic sabrewolf groaning loudly as he blearily looked up as though that would allow him to see what was on the other side. With the loft being an old renovated storage warehouse there were no walls,...